Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

Yue Qingge was looking up at her, her eyes full of worry.

He reached out and tugged at the hem of her skirt.

"Mother......"

Ah Yin felt a pang of sadness.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at Bibi Dong.

What do you want?

Bibi Dong smiled slightly; she knew she had succeeded.

"Now he can be with you," she pressed, her tone calm yet undeniably assertive.

I visit him once a month.

Ah Yin frowned slightly.

"Until he's twelve, he can come with me. At that time, it's up to you whether you go with him or stay here."

Ah Yin fell silent; she desperately wanted to refuse.

I really want to keep my baby by my side and not let anyone else have him.

But she couldn't; she was a soul beast.

She couldn't give him a human identity, nor could she give him the means to establish himself in the human world in the future.

And this woman in front of me... is acceptable.

Ah Yin closed her eyes and let out a long sigh.

That sigh was filled with helplessness mixed with resentment, but also with compromise.

.....good."

Ah Yin's voice was very soft, yet it seemed as if she had used all her strength.

Bibi Dong looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She didn't say anything more, but squatted down again to look Yue Qingge in the eye.

She reached out her fair, jade-like hand and gently placed it on Yue Qingge's head.

She gently ruffled his hair.

His movements were a little clumsy, but the tenderness in his eyes was undeniable.

His small figure was reflected in those purple-gold eyes.

"Little one, what's your name?"

She didn't try to get close to him right away, nor did she force him to go with her.

She has plenty of time to gradually win him over.

Yue Qingge looked up at her.

At such close range, he could see every single one of her eyelashes, and the reflection in her eyes.

A faint smile unconsciously curved her lips.

He then gave a harmless smile.

"Sister, my name is Yue Qingge."

[bite--!】

The system notification sounded at the appropriate time.

[Second mother-level character detected: Bibi Dong!] Yue Qingge rolled her eyes inwardly.

This is fucking mom-level stuff.

This is my older sister! My older sister!

Bibi Dong looked at his smiling face, which resembled that of a little fox, and her eyebrows curved into a smile again.

She applied more force, making a mess of his hair.

"Little Qingge, I'm going back now."

I'll come see you again in a few days.

She looked down at him, a serious glint in her purplish-gold eyes.

"Don't forget me when the time comes."

"Oh, right."

A slight smile played on her lips, revealing a genuine, heartfelt joy on her usually aloof and beautiful face.

At the same time, she handed him a token that belonged only to her.

"My name is Bibi Dong."

Moonlight spilled down, and shimmering blue particles floated in the air.

She stood in the light and shadow, with a dark forest behind her.

Ah Yin stood behind Yue Qingge, quietly watching this scene.

Two pairs of eyes met in mid-air.

Although the atmosphere was hostile, there was no murderous intent.

There is only one unspoken understanding.

Everything is for this child.

Chapter Six: Watering?!

Time flies like an arrow; five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Yue Qingge is already eleven years old.

In another half month, he will follow Bibi Dong to Wuhun City.

A gentle spring breeze caressed Yue Qingge as she sat on the swing, holding A Yin in her arms.

She nestled against his chest, her long, dark blue hair cascading down to his knees.

His slender fingers gently ran through her hair, savoring her delicate fragrance.

"Is Mom really not coming with me?" The boy's voice held a hint of reluctance.

"I'm a little reluctant to part with it."

Ah Yin raised her eyes and looked at her baby's handsome face.

Five years have shed his babyish roundness, and the sharp features of a teenager have gradually appeared in his eyes and brows.

Those silver-blue eyes remained as clear as ever, reflecting her figure.

"I can't completely conceal the aura of my soul beast yet."

Her voice was calm as still water, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her.

"If you go, it might cause you trouble."

Yue Qingge lowered her head, her forehead resting against the top of her soft hair.

"If my mother's identity can be concealed, can she come with me?"

Ah Yin's heart skipped a beat. She reached out her fair hand and gently stroked his cheek.

The touch was cool and smooth like jade, lingering on his brow bone and bridge of his nose, and finally settling on his lips.

Her eyes seemed to be reminiscing about something distant and beautiful, and a gentle smile bloomed on her lips.

"If my baby doesn't mind... I'll go with my baby."

The two nestled together quietly, neither of them speaking.

The evening breeze carries the fragrance of blue silver grass, the swing sways gently, and time seems to stand still at this moment.

Yue Qingge whispered in her mind, "System, System!"

[Ding! I'm here. What can I do for you, host?]

"I need a perfect Transformation Pill. How can I obtain it?"

[Checking the host's items... Query successful.] [Preparing to issue a filial piety quest: Water Ah Yin's plants.]

[Reward: Perfect Transformation Pill.]

Yue Qingge was stunned. "...Watering? What does that mean?"

The system's slightly mocking female voice rang out again, its tone clearly mischievous:

[Host, you don't need to pretend in front of the system—it's exactly as you think.]

Yue Qingge almost jumped off the swing. "Aren't you kidding me? How am I supposed to finish this?!"

Do you want me to do that kind of thing to her?

But the system had fallen asleep again, and there was no response no matter how he called out to it.

Yue Qingge had no choice but to turn her gaze back to A Yin.

This glance, however, was completely different from usual.

She was bathed in a hazy glow, with a few stray hairs clinging to her porcelain-white neck.

Her skin was almost transparent, like the finest mutton fat jade. She wore an ice-blue gauze dress that flowed over her body like water.

Her figure was slender, yet not frail. Her waist was as thin as a willow branch, followed by a pair of long, fair legs.

His heart was already broken, and he found himself not even daring to look closely at Ah Yin.

Yue Qingge's gaze involuntarily swept over her neck, where the graceful curves of the neckline accentuated the alluring silhouette of the fabric.

Her breathing rose and fell gently, even and even. He subconsciously gestured to it, and a memory suddenly flashed into his mind of him as a child, nestled in her arms, suckling...

The snow-white spiritual fruit was indeed much more abundant than he remembered.

Memories flooded back like a tide, those times when she held him on her lap

Head-feeding day and night.

Those that he gently tore at made sounds of pain.

Her eyes were lowered, she murmured softly, and she exuded a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

These, however, all turned into spoiled nutrients.

A surge of heat unexpectedly rose from his lower abdomen and shot straight to the top of his head.

Yue Qingge hurriedly turned her head away, even trying to pull away and leave.

His heart was pounding, and his ears were flushed.

The image of Ah Yin's fair and flawless skin involuntarily flashed through his mind, along with her gentle singing voice. He quickly banished these thoughts and wanted to leave this place of trouble.

But as soon as he made a move, Ah Yin looked up at him.

Those eyes held an all-knowing understanding, and the smile on his lips carried a hint of playfulness.

"What's wrong, baby?" Her voice was soft and sweet, with a slight upward inflection at the end, like a feather gently brushing against his heart.

With the strength of a Title Douluo, a near-hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, how could she not sense the changes in his body?

A sudden acceleration in my heartbeat, slightly tense muscles, and a hastily averted gaze.

Nothing escapes her perception.

Yue Qingge stood up almost awkwardly, "I...I'm a little hot...I'm going out for a walk."

He fled in panic.

Ah Yin watched his hurried departure and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But the pink tinge at the corner of her ear betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

"Be careful, don't run around." She whispered to the retreating figure.

She wasn't worried. This land was covered with Blue Silver Grass, and she could descend to his side at any time.